Chapter 6 The problem of the little cutie's belonging

School flower sister: I'm watching TV.

Returning from the cafeteria, as if being favored by God, the school flower sister took the initiative to chat with Jiang Beiyan for more than half an hour.

He learned that Xiaohua's younger sister studied finance, Ancheng native, 18 years old this year... Although he only knew a little bit, he finally developed a bit.

North of Nancheng: School girl, can I ask you out next Saturday?

After sending this sentence, Jiang Beiyan waited with a feverish face for the reply from the school flower sister.

On the other side, Lu Nan leaned on the back of the chair, and while the screen of the mobile phone was dimmed, the news of the enemy's three kills was displayed.

Lu Nan's fingers tapped on the table again and again, meet? If the little idiot knew that the little girl who was chatting with the school girl was a burly guy, that guy wouldn't have to fight for him.

After thinking about it, Lu Nan quickly replied to him: When I have time, I will go home next week.

Jiang Beiyan's mood was down, he picked up the tissue on the ground and threw it into the trash can.

North of Nancheng: Then I have to wait for the school girl to be free.

Posted a crying emoji.

School Flower Sister: Well, good night.

In terms of interpersonal communication, Jiang Beiyan is a little lazy. He is too lazy to get along well with people. Apart from getting along for a long time and getting acquainted with him, he is a typical squatter, and he always has a gentle and courteous appearance towards unfamiliar people. In front of acquaintances, it is the irritable little pepper full of foul language.

After turning off the computer, Jiang Beiyan stood quietly in the middle of the dormitory and sighed: "Guys, use your little brains and give me some ideas."

Luoyang raised his head from the book and scratched his hair: "You can't be called a gay man. Think about how many wolves in the school are eyeing the school flower. The chances of a buddy are slim."

Lin Er tutted three times and refuted Luoyang's point of view: "I think there is a drama, old ginger, you are so handsome and your character is so cute, I believe my nephew... Our school beauty will definitely be completely moved by your sincerity."

Jiang Beiyan sighed, the curvature of the corner of his mouth could not be hidden: "Then what should I do?"

Luoyang: "To get a sense of existence, it's best to meet and get familiar with each other."

Lin Er: "No, I think keep a distance for now."

Luoyang pushed the black-rimmed glasses: "Keep your distance? The daylilies are cold, and besides, our little cutie has added the school flower sister WeChat for more than half a month."

Lin Er: "Our little cutie, this gay guy, is set up there, and it is difficult for the school girl to recognize him at the first time."

Luoyang: "Little cute, take the initiative."

Lin Er was not to be outdone: "Little cute, the water will flow, take your time."

Jiang Beiyan shed a waterfall of sweat and pinched his temples: "Is there any other way?"

Luoyang reminded: "Little cute, don't you think it's strange? Since Lin Ergou knows the name of the school flower, why didn't he tell you?"

Jiang Beiyan nodded ignorantly, Luoyang was right!

This sentence awakened Jiang Beiyan. His dark eyes looked at Lin Er, and his frowning brows represented his complicated mood at the moment.

Jiang Beiyan hooked his neck and threatened: "Hurry up, what's the name of the school girl's sister? Otherwise, I will twist/break your dog's head."

"I don't know. I just saw it on the forum. Besides, I've been helping you all the time. If I really knew, I wouldn't bother to find someone to ask." Lin Er raised his hands. , expressing his innocence.

Liner was right.

The school herbal medicine is confused, quite confused.

Jiang Beiyan had two big heads, and he ruffled his hair: "Wait...my brain is dead, let me shut down and restart."

"You, you are always fooled by Lin Er, and you don't have a long memory." Luoyang hated that iron could not become steel.

Lin Er akimbo: "What do you mean by fooling him, I obviously treat him as me..."

Luoyang asked back: "What should you do? You don't like my little cutie, right?"

Lin Er snorted softly: "Your little cutie is obviously from our Lao Lin family and Lao Lu family."

Luoyang spat: "Bah, shameless, return it to your family."

Lin Er said confidently: "He belongs to our family, you have an opinion." After speaking, he tapped Lin Er on the head with the book.

"Lin Ergou, you dare to knock my head." Luoyang froze instantly.

Xueba's head cannot be knocked, otherwise he will become stupid.

This night is destined to be lively, and it is unknown to what extent the two of them fought.

Three days later, Saturday, noon.

Jiang Beiyan and Lin Er had a meal in the cafeteria. Jiang Beiyan had the habit of taking a nap. After the meal, he went back to the dormitory to take a nap. During lunch, he made an appointment with Lu Nan to play tennis in the afternoon and gathered at the bottom of the dormitory building.

Lu Nan told him to change into a sports suit, even if he didn't put on the ball suit.

The three of them had an appointment together. Lin Er, a fart, said that he had a stomachache and that he felt comfortable and did not want to go. Seeing that his face was indeed pale, Jiang Beiyan told him to drink more hot water.

When they came downstairs, Jiang Beiyan saw that Lu Nan had brought a racket. Jiang Beiyan briefly explained the reason why Lin Er did not come, and the two went directly to the tennis court.

Because the tennis team of University A is very famous, the school has a very high capital investment in all sports venues. The tennis courts are divided into indoor and outdoor, two indoor courts and five outdoor courts.

The weather was good today. Lu Nan took him to the outdoor court No. 2. Several pairs of students were already playing there. They saw Lu Nan from a distance and shouted loudly, some called "Lu Xuedi", some called "Nan Ge" , and some are called "Lu Meinan".

Jiang Beiyan was stunned, but did not expect Lu Nan's popularity to be so good.

Lu Nanbian nodded to them and said to Jiang Beiyan, "Can you play tennis?"

Jiang Beiyan shook his head: "No."

When he got closer, Lu Nan told Jiang Beiyan that he would teach him later. A few curious boys stepped forward and asked curiously, "Who is this handsome guy."

Lu Nan said lightly, "Jiang Beiyan."

And his introduction made everyone stunned, because it was the first time they heard the full name from Lu Nankou.

Everyone couldn't help but be curious about Jiang Beiyan.

As the school herbal medicine of the famous person, everyone is naturally familiar with it. Several juniors called Jiang Beiyan senior one after another, and the enthusiasm made Jiang Beiyan a little uncomfortable.

Lu Nan lowered his eyes and glanced at the embarrassed Jiang Beiyan. In the morning, Lin Er told him that Jiang Beiyan didn't like to make friends. In crowded places, he would be stupid and not talk much.

"Okay, let's go practice." Lu Nan spoke.

After everyone dispersed, Lu Nan swayed his arms and started walking in place: "Follow me for two laps to warm up first."

Jiang Beiyan followed his pace, and the two jogged.

After a while, Jiang Beiyan began to gasp for breath, and after two laps, he directly supported his knees with his hands, and couldn't stand up straight.

He doesn't like sports very much, and the otaku Jiang Beiyan can lie down and never sit, and Lin Er also packs it back for him to eat.

Lu Nan's face was not red and his heart was not beating. While doing stretching exercises, he said, "Your physique is very weak, so you should exercise more in the future."

Jiang Beiyan panted, shook his head and said, "I'm lazy and don't like to move."

Although Lu Nan's proposal was good, he also felt that it would not work.

After taking his breath away, Jiang Beiyan felt a lot of heat all over his body, and Lu Nan handed him a racket: "It's heavy, see if you can do it."

"Fuck, why is it so heavy!" Jiang Beiyan exclaimed, holding the racket in both hands.

The corner of Lu Nan's mouth twitched and explained, "Your racket is a beginner's racket, it's not heavy."

Do not believe in evil.

Jiang Beiyan put down the racket, leaned forward and weighed the racket in Lunan's hand, with round eyes: "God, you are so heavy, fuck."

"Brother Lu, hurry up, take it, I can't hold it anymore."

Lu Nan held the racket and accidentally touched Jiang Beiyan's hand, both of them were stunned for a while.

Holding the racket with his index finger pointing up, Lu Nan's eyes noticed Jiang Beiyan's left hand. There was a scar on the pulp of the index finger, and the scar was four centimeters long.

Lu Nan's heart was raised, and his eyes were burning, as if he wanted to melt people.

"Jiang Beiyan" Lu Nan read his name and asked calmly, "How did your scar get hurt at that time?"